“If that’s what you’ll give me.” He kisses me again as the car stops.

Scrambling out of the door in the dark, I can’t make out much of the house. I know I’m not going to be spending a lot of time here. One thing I do see is the white rendered concrete wall beside his front door as Liam pins me against it while he gets out his keys. He fumbles with the lock, finally opening the door and ushering me inside. I am barely through the doorway before my dress is bunched around my waist and his hands are palming my ass cheeks.

“I’m going to count down and if you don’t get upstairs and in my bed before I get to one, I’ll turn this ass as red as your dress.” He spanks me lightly to get the point across, but I know he isn’t bluffing.

“We’re playing games again now? I told you, I’ll like it.” I raise an eyebrow, my heart thumping.

“Let’s see who wins.” He winks at me.

I hesitate. “Wait I don’t know where your room is?” I glance behind me at the staircase.

“Then you better run quick Sunshine. Ten, nine…”

A part of me was looking forward to a slower look around Liam’s home. There are only a few lights on so I can’t see the details of the rooms. I can see trophies on shelves and a large brown sectional, but the little parts that would make it his are a blur to me. After all this time apart, I want to see who he has become. How much he has changed. Or is he the same boy I’ve always known? The same one I fell so hard for once upon a time.

I want to pretend that he is, just for now; I want to pretend we’re both the people we were. Teenage puppy love, no worries except our finals and each other to lean on no matter what we had to face. But there’s no time to snoop around as I kick my heels off and take for the stairs even though it is a win–win for me, either way I get great sex just with or without a spanking. Tonight, I would choose without, I’m too desperate to wait. It has been a few months since I last had sex and a few more still since I had good sex.